Suddenly I’m the flaw
In this once well-oiled machine
A rusted out cog
That has stalled a great stride
And we’re paused
On the ivory verge of tomorrow
Quarreling and dodging
All the burden and blame
Suddenly I’m the flaw
In this once well-oiled machine
A rusted out cog
That has stalled a great stride
And we’re paused
On the ivory verge of tomorrow
Quarreling and dodging
All the burden and blame
Keeping the world immersed in stanza.
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